First, let me just say that we are not a typical family. We’ve always had good-hearted and open conversations with our children. But with that said there are still some topics in life that I never imagined I’d have to talk about with my son.
My period is one of them.
My son has a sister, a mother and one day will have a wife and his own daughter. I want him to be able to understand woman and
how their bodies work. I’ve taught him to be understanding, supportive and patient. He has tagged along with me on many pharmacy shopping trips and asked me why there was no boy stuff in that aisle. I’d quietly explain to him that not all men are confidant or supportive enough to venture down these aisles. It can be an embarrassing adventure for both women and men. He’s told me before, that it’s part of life and not embarrassing and that he would shop for his wife or daughter, not every time, but sometimes. Good effort my son.
But nothing could prepare me for the discussion we were about to have right there in the family room as I was telling my husband about my day and how it was rudely visited by an unfriendly visitor. I was complaining about cramps and how I made an unscheduled trip to the pharmacy that day, that’s when I heard a giggle from across the room. There stood my son, staring me straight in the face as he asked me, why don’t you use tampons? He then continued to explain how it just seemed like a much easier solution because you could just plug and go. I swear I nearly died right there in that moment.
I’ve always been pretty open with my children and answered many questions that have asked over the years, so when Ethan wanted to talk periods, we did just that. I explained to him that there are various products available to girls and because every period and girl is different that not everyone uses the same products.
The conversation might have ended there but the giggles and laughs will linger around for a lifetime.